|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 4:13:03 GMT -6
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 19:40:44 GMT -6
lv/loy 9 Bearing witness to so many large and intimidating creatures during the matches going on in the fighting ring, Skylos had to wonder just what other big and intimidating looking creatures there were. It never hurt to have a variety of beasts who could be at his beck and call. He had a puppy to his name last time the Triad had glanced in his direction; but Kitri's no puppy anymore. In a break of fights, he does a shortcut out to the quest board. Odd jobs to pick up some extra cash. There's a fancy piece of writing paper tacked on with a pin on each corner of the board, not even piercing the paper but holding it there on the barest edges. Like its a frequent request. Some rich person wants someone to babysit a creature. Sounds easy enough. As he takes a closer look, the photo of the fancy woman is next to...a really big bear? Its hard to tell. "You don't need to come with me." he complains to the air behind him. The subtle buzzing of vespa wings shuffling. As Kotoku isn't known for his stealth. 1
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 19:50:06 GMT -6
The house is on the wealthy side of town has massive houses. Something he dreams of having in the future. Plenty of space and he's not living in a kennel like a homeless stray. He's going to get there. Hook or by crook. The biggest, fanciest house matches the address he got for the home. Its big, fancy, and with the amount of blossoming rose-ros-ROACHOO. He sneezes, fluffing out his tail suddenly. Ugh. A startled sounding bzzlt?! as the wings pause from the loud noise. He sniffles a bit, dabbing an itchy nose with a kerchief out of his pocket to dab it. Folding it up to place back in a breast pocket, Skylos pats his fur out of its fuzzy appearance, combing a strange part between his ears, dusting off his paperboy clothing. Time to make a good first impression. He walks with confidence up to the door and knocks with the knocker. Adjusting his cap between his ears now. A dog faced butler answers the door, Theres so much hair on that face he's having a hard time figuring out how dog he was. Presenting the notice, the cat waits. The butler nods and leaves, leaving him and a very far behind vespa skulking in the dim shadows. 2
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 20:08:32 GMT -6
"Well well WELL, I thought they'd never show up. Its Friday, SOMEONE has to be free to watch my dear Fifi in this derilict town." A loud and annoyed yip comes as a moving pile of fancy dress, frills and a lot of lace shuffles into view, sort of like some sort of deranged crab. Its a doglike humanoid, she's so wrinkly he can barely tell where the face is, with a pile of curls hugging the crown of her head, like someone gave a dog a perm. Or its a wig. He'd bet its a wig. "And WHO are YOU." she glowers at his direction. "A pleasure to meet you madam. My name is Skylos de Katze." he sweeps his hat off in a bow, tail brushing gently along the floor. Her posture seems to straighten a bit, and pink up on top. "Ohh... well GOOD to meet you." she exclaims, holding out a wrinkled paw. He gently takes it, giving it a nose kiss. She makes a twittery sort of yip. "Such MANNERS. I very rarely see this. Are you here to watch my FIFI?" From the skulking shadows, shining ruby eyes gaze at the interaction. Cat is being good to big animal. It doesn't eat it. What even was it. Carefully treading around the house to follow once they stop moving. 3
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 21:42:39 GMT -6
"Yes madam, I am here to watch Fifi. What is Fifi, the photo is unclear on her species." Skylos offers his paw to guide the old woman out to the side garden as she talks him forward. "FIFI is a phil, young man. They are very loveable if you give them the RIGHT raising. I have had her from cubhood." She's all about talking about her pet as he's led through a very clean very BIG foyer. There's all sorts of cut flowers in vases on almost every flat surface that can be found, a lingering purfume in the air. He prays not to sneeze. Finally outside, the backyard is dominated by a massive steel cage, that could easily hold one very large animal, or several smaller ones. "Just keep her nice an HAPPY while I'm away and you'll get your tippend young man." she gives him a grannie's smile. Could she even see he's a cat? "Ah, here comes Samson and FIFI from her stroll. Yohoo, Samson! The sitter is here!" From a clinging embrace on a nearby tree, the wasp has a compound view of what the hell is going on over there. The voracious side of Ko's mind seeks meat. 4
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 21:52:12 GMT -6
Aforementioned FIFI is a ...bear. The biggest, most armored bear he'd ever seen in his life. And being a city cat, he's never seen a bear. Only heard of them. Or those humanmade toys with soft fur and rippable bodies to... eat its stuffing. Leads to a horrid case of cotton mouth. Blech. But no. This is no teddy. Fifi is BIG. Layered in thick stonelike plates covered in spikes. Her squashed face has a permanent grumpy frown upon it, and the tail is long and segmented, like a bug's tail with a blade. Gods, it was a walking war machine animal. Which doesn't go well at all with the thick lacy ribbon bow poking round her neck, and a thick gold collar, led by another doglike butler, with a flyaway collar, struggling to keep his suspenders in place as he pants to keep up with being towed by the giant animal. And Skylos is FASCINCATED. Like this creature is beyond the horror of what vespa were described to him, not that they could understand him well. 5
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 22:03:11 GMT -6
He wont' comment on her garish accessories but once she's in range of the old dog woman, she's all over the animal's face, raining hugs and kisses and lavished love. Between the gaps of the voluminous clothing, he can see an expression that doesn't appreciate the excessive slobbery kisses. They release Fifi back into the enclosure to slam the cage door behind her. "She's so needy and gets so upset when left alone. So keep her COMPANY and I will be back in a few hours. Good LUCK!" She drags the butler away by the collar, telling him off on his dishevelment as he struggles to fix himself in motion. -clang- The vespa flutters just far enough to cling onto the massive steel cage. For a vespa, this is the perfect jungle gym to get a look at the giant creature that plods in underneath. Ko's not that heavy but is large. So thank eveyrthing he'd not landed until after the old dog woman left. 6
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 22:15:10 GMT -6
There's something there. Fifi doesn't initially pickup on what she's sensing until safe and sound inside her territory. Mother has finally left and the sloppy licks and kisses are drying on her fur. With a grumbling huff, she lumbers towards a barrel of water, plunging her face into it. Some blubbling later, coming up with a large fish in her jowls. A toss of the head as the fish splats on the ground, weakly flopping. Somethign to eat at last. All his attention is on the incredible bear animal that is just doing her thing without notice of him. It might be one of the few animals he could stand close to that he hadn't raised himself that dont' panic at the literal sight of him. ...did she even see him. Sense, maybe. Smell, probably. Maybe just doesn't care. Could this bear animal, this phil, be the animal of his dreams that doesn' panick itself around him? Time would tell. Even the vespa who had followed him, he can see the insectoid shadow casting from above, isn't freaking out. 7
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 22:25:23 GMT -6
Like he could've imagined Kitri being his big and tough backup in case he tried again on his less savory attempts of changing his walk in life. He had. He still does. She just doesn't have the temperment. Like the loveable barbarian who has no clue of the situation but everyone loves them. Or in case of that tree, really wants them at arms length. If all phil, if there are more then one (and he's no idea of this being true), no matter what temperment, this would strike fear into others. The point is to make the animal his friend. Food is a good bribe. But he might need something stronger. Like an absolution of command fo something so much more powerful then he is. The vespa shadow across him makes him glance up. Gossemer wings buzz with curiosity. He nods at Fifi enjoying her fish on the inside of the pen. If all he had to do was stay out here, the better for him so he didn't accidentally spook her and get himself killed. No thanks. 8
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 22:39:32 GMT -6
Just where did she buy Fifi, because he has a hard time imagining she had this beast from cubhood, unless it was a rich little puppy girl's birthday gift to get a giant bear with armored skin and grow up alongside the beast. Maybe he'd ask her when she got back. WHy not. Because now hes' settled. HE wants one too. One of these giant armored bear animals. But where would he keep it? No idea. Thats a furthre Skylos problem. future. At a handful of minutes, he really wishes he brought a book. Opting to sit against the cage wall and observe the clouds, his fur pressing shapes through the gaps in the steel. its like a chainlink fence but stronger. He can hear messy gnashing of eating fish, the slight hum of gossermmer wings. zWind rustling through the leaves growing in large blossoming trees around him. Ugh, he hates the smell of these flowering items. She looks up, seeing the other at last. And he's right against the fence. 9
|
|
|
Post by Skylos on May 14, 2024 22:50:45 GMT -6
Heavy footsteps. A hot breath exhaling on top of his head. Slowly, the cat tilts his head back till he's eye to eye with Fifi. She has a permanently grumpy expression, bits of salmon clinging to the furry muzzle. A growl echoes deep in her. He doesn't move. Doesn't breathe. Just blinks. They are standing there, or one sit one stand, just staring at each other. He blinks. She doesn't. The ground bumps briefly. She's sitting. still watching him. But the eye contact just breaks, and Skylos doens't move from his space. He's not afraid but his instinct tells him to just stay put. So they just stay. Sitting. Doign nothing. If she's not upset by his presence, he'll stay put. and the vespa's just doing his own thing, way up high. By the time the old dog woman comes back from her outing, the two are leaning heavily against the fence, almost fur to fur, the polite young man, a cat of all people, is snoozing with his hat pulled over his eyes. She has the butler wake him. and the first question out of his mouth is "Where can I get a Fifi for myself." She didn't expect that reaction. 10 +2 Ko -fin
|
|
|
Post by NPC on May 23, 2024 2:06:30 GMT -6
Congratulations, you have successfully completed the quest! Your QP will be added to the bank, and your prize will be sent out shortly.
|
|